The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Hannah, thinking he had changed his mind, instinctively stepped back, her eyes wary, “What’s up?” Didn’t he say she could go? Why was he stopping her now? If he had changed his mind, it was too late! “You look beat.

Let me dove you home” Derek said.

Because of Hamah’s actions regarding his grandmother, Deek had warmed to her.

She was clearly exhausted, hardly able to keep her eyes open and not fit to drive or hail a cab.

He’d worry if something happened to her late at night “Alight, take you up on that, Mr. Derek’ Hannah said.

Naturally, Hannah would accept such a kindness and agreed instantly.

She really wasn’t in a state to take a cab.

egg and she fell

you mistaking me for your chauffeur??” Only then did Hannah snap cut of it She wasn’t having a cab, Derek was driving her home She closed

fastening her seatbelt, and her

trying to lighten the

he was kind enough to drive her home and she treated him like a chauffeurs She didn’t expect him to respond to business e

of her Derek got in, put in the Chester family’s address, and stat ear Hannah was so sod she leaned back in her

blanket from the back and

a strong scent but tinged with a hint of sweetness She

long eyelashes fumering slightly This was the first time he had looked at Hannah

pretty but her looks had been underrated due to constantly being with Brittany She was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, a simple ensemble,

leaning towards her, but the next

He jerked back